These villainous acts keep me up at night
My conscience cannot rest
Although I’ve done not one thing wrong
My intentions do contest
Infatuation blazes in
This yearning heart of mine
It’s criminal indeed to know
The secrets that I hide
Each wretched day, I live a lie
A smile pasted on my face
Eyes dart ‘round for just one glimpse
Yet oft, there is no trace
This cursed blight splintering
Dreams better to put to bed
The kicker is, none of it’s real
It’s all inside my head
By Sarah ©2021
By Sarah 